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Sides is a track by prettifun, taken from the album “FunHouse Deluxe”, released August 1, 2025 on Victor Victor Worldwide. It runs 2:38 and carries an explicit content notice. Use the Play button above when a verified stream is available, or choose a listening service from the other options.
Within the album sequence, this recording sits alongside My Name, Kisses, Fuck w Ya. Open the album page to compare the full running order and the listening options available for each song.
Song details
- Song
- Sides
- Artist
- prettifun
- Release
- FunHouse Deluxe
- Format
- Album
- Duration
- 2:38
- Release date
- August 1, 2025
- Record label
- Victor Victor Worldwide
- Content notice
- Explicit
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Lyrics
Find another songHuh, if I go broke, would you switch sides, baby?
Life bipolar, it got two sides lately
It's number one in the hood I'm famous
Huh, huh, I do all this shit to be well off (Well off)
Huh, spray the Margiela to get the smell off (Get the smell off)
Don't believe everything that they tell y'all (That they tell y'all)
Ain't no beef with no nigga, we just don't talk (We just don't talk)
Huh, sixteen, thought I wouldn't make it, felt like I was dead
Head up, young nigga, better times are here
Bread up, young nigga, give it to your fam
I'm fed up, need a IG, all I see is spam
Huh, huh, huh, goddamn, goddamn
R.I.P. to Angie, all a nigga said was goddamn
Wish that I could get you back, but that was not in God's plans
I would trade all of it just so we could talk again
Huh, if I go broke, would you switch sides, baby?
Life bipolar, it got two sides lately
It's number one in the hood I'm famous
Huh, huh, I do all this shit to be well off (Well off)
Huh, spray the Margiela to get the smell off (Get the smell off)
Don't believe everything that they tell y'all (That they tell y'all)
Ain't no beef with no nigga, we just don't talk (We just don't talk)
Rain, I think God crying, pain all in my eyes
Lame niggas do lame shit, I am not surprised
Swear this shit could really change quick, I would never lie
Me and Kobe in Chick-fil-A, all this nigga eat is fries
Windows up in a hotbox, I got teary eyes
Doctor said that I was suppose to die, guess I beat the odds
Talkin' shit to showin' love, you punk, man, you niggas fried
This fake shit got me sick to my stomach, I can't even cough
Huh, if I go broke, would you switch sides, baby?
Life bipolar, it got two sides lately
It's number one in the I'm famous
Huh, huh, I do all this shit to be well off (Well off)
Huh, spray the Margiela to get the smell off (Get the smell off)
Don't believe everything that they tell y'all (That they tell y'all)
Ain't no beef with no nigga, we just don't talk (We just don't talk)
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